This is a Story, and your Reality. Some Wisdom for your Grave

"You trash!" General Buckle stood to his feet again, "Are you trying to lecture his majesty?"

King Ash raised a hand to stop general Buckle and the general backed off.

King Ash eased a bit on his frown, "No! I have not heard of any stories of Odysseus and The City of Troy. Do you want to enlighten me?"

Chiron nodded, "This humble one would not mind teaching an ignorant king like yourself some wisdom for your grave."

*WHIP!* WHIP!!*

The guard behind Chiron whipped him, tearing his back with more slashes.

"Hmmm!!!" Chiron groaned in pain.

"Really, a captured prince wants to enlighten me! Hahahaha!!!" King Ash laughed.

As he did, so did the crowd.

"You know what? I am suddenly interested in this lesson you want to teach."

Chiron smiled. As he did, he started the story.

Odysseus was a man that was touched by the goddess of wisdom herself. In fact, he was so loved that many believed that he was her own-born son. But how couldn't she love him?